Chapter 36
Myrah's POV
Would you allow another man to kiss me, even if he were your close friend?
Permit me to state that attacking him benefited me greatly. I needed it. It benefited me.
When I suggested that we kiss, his expression seemed to shift. His features twisted into an expression of suspicion and disgust.
He firmly replied, staring right into my eyes, "I'd rather be the one kissing you.
I was expecting him to make a joke out of it, but that didn't happen. He kept giving me a hard look while he waited for me to speak.
It wasn't a terrible idea to kiss, but he must have been joking, right? He likely only intended to embarrass me by getting a funny response from me.
"Do friends ever kiss?" After contemplating various punch responses to give him, I finally inquired.
That was the only thing I could think of. Anything else was filthy and irrational.
